Stay with me

Plans

3rd POV

Fyodor and Dazai both agreed (non-verbally) to never talk about the night before. Fyodor avoided Dazai till the afternoon to avoid the conversation. Luckily, Dazai didn't mention it. 

"What do I do Fedya?" Dazai asked as soon as Fyodor entered the house.

"What exactly do you mean?" Fyodor answered taking off his boots.

"As a job. I am wanted since I left the agency." Dazai continued.

"We already agreed that we'd be partners idiot" Fyodor rolled his eyes.

"Oh, I forgot. Then what do we do as partners?" Dazai stood up heading to the kitchen, pulling out some plates and setting the table. 

"I have a request from someone, his name is Ōchi Fukuchi" Fyodor sat on the table waiting for the food.

"Oh shit, isn't that like the - uhm - hunting dogs leader?" Dazai was confused. He put some meat on a grill.

"Oh? Well he asked me to keep his name secret. Anyways, the job is to start some chaos in northern Yokahoma." Fyodor added.

"What's the old guy planning? To set something up with the mafia?" Dazai flipped the meat.

"Precisely, but of course I can't just leave him like that. We'll catch him after his act of course." Fyodor's grin widened. 

"I expect nothing less, what's the plan?" Dazai smirked. He split the meat and brought it to the table. 

"Ill set an alarm about a bomb in the northern part to frighten and lead the police and ADA. Ill have some others their who are willing to help to set of the bomb. You'll go to the southern part watching the set up. The old man will have a meeting in the mafia only to kill them at the end. You have to nullify his ability during that without being noticed" Fyodor cut his meat carefully, stuffing it in his mouth.

"Also, he plans to corrupt the whole area of the meeting to erase the evidence. This is why he needs us, so no attention will be brought to where he is" Fyodor continued. 

"Alright, can the mafia die?" Dazai asked not looking up from his plate.

"I couldn't care less" They both broke into a laugh. It was a laugh of someone mentally insane, not even human. I doubt anyone standing their listening would think it come from a human being, but a monster.

They both finished eating and got to their usual schedules. This scandal would happen several days from now. 

Dazai's plan was simple, if he could disguise as a mafia bodyguard he could maybe greet the old man at the entrance where he could simply touch him without being noticed or felt. Everything was perfectly fine.

Whatever happened after, Dazai couldn't care less about it. The one thing he hoped for, was to succeed his first game with Fyodor. He didn't need to hope, it is Fyodor Dostoevsky and Osamu Dazai. What could be more terrifying?

Another short chapter but oh well atleast its something. Anyways ty for all the readings<3. Happy holidays to everyone (i might to a holiday special for this or my other fanfics)

Love you, bye!!